Chongming Xianzong

Chapter 300 Five Strategies for the People
After Lu Yunniang and Fu Junzheng found the place, there were already many people gathered in the venue, most of whom were the heads of various families who had come to obey the orders this time.

This time, Master Kang did not choose a place to kill the person, he just put him at the gate of the county temple.

The simple array made by Wei Gu was put to use, isolating the inside and outside, and bringing all the heads of the various families into the array. A row of Qigong practitioners knelt on the ground with their heads buried in an orderly manner, some sobbing, some with their hair clenched, and some begging for mercy.

Kang Dabao just watched coldly, without saying a word or showing any sign of leniency.

There are always some people in this world who won't listen to advice. Master Kang has said everything he should say, and there is no other way, so he has to pick up the knife to teach them.

The sinners kneeling in front of the county temple felt that Kang Dabao's gaze was sharper than the executioner's knife. When he glanced at them, their hair stood on end and their necks felt cold. At the same time, they all stopped their previous movements and shivered one after another.

There were still hundreds of people in the field at this time, but it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

The white-faced county magistrate, who had not yet resigned, relied on his status as a member of the Feijia Township Party and a true foundation-building cultivator to speak out: "County Master, the subordinates are just on a temporary mission. Considering that they have made some minor contributions in the past, please think twice and don't use drastic measures."

"Oh?" Kang Dabao exclaimed softly and turned to look at the white-faced county magistrate. The latter saw a hint of light gold in his eyes and felt a sense of panic inexplicably.

But I heard Master Kang cough lightly and said in a cold voice:
"Since the county magistrate wants to save these three traitors, it's easy to do. Please ask a high-ranking official to come and help me put back the heads of the three military officers I sent out, so that they can breathe again and take care of their affairs."

These words made the pale-faced county magistrate blush. Those three heads were more broken than the map of David's dynasty. How could they be put back together?

The white-faced county magistrate could tell that Kang Dabao was teasing him. He was dissatisfied, but did not vent his anger. He just glared at the leading criminals kneeling on the spot:
"You're just a slave. You've been killing people for so many years and you don't even know how to clean up. You left so many things behind for no reason and this guy won't let you go."

But if I don't save these criminals, I'm afraid I'll be exposed by my fellow villagers when I return to the provincial court in the future.

"This fellow is so ignorant!" The white-faced county magistrate secretly glanced at Kang Dabao again, cursing in his heart, putting on a smile on his face, and pulling the latter to whisper:
"Your Excellency, are there any loyal families here who have traveled all the way from Gyeonggi Province to seek refuge with the Earl and immigrated to the border? Even if they have made one or two small mistakes, we should not be too harsh on them. Otherwise, it will be difficult to explain to the two prefectures, and if the Earl also asks about it personally, then..."

"Except for these outsiders, is there any family in Pingrong County that dares to disobey you, Lord?!"

Kang Dabao sneered and thought to himself, "In the name of suppressing bandits, I slaughtered ordinary people and exploited my fellow men. In your eyes, this is just a small mistake."

However, this was really hard to hear, so Sect Leader Kang did not say it out loud. He just looked the white-faced county magistrate up and down again, from head to toe, and then from toe to head. He glanced at him sideways, with a hint of contempt in his eyes, waved his hand gently, and said in a calm voice:
"Then please ask the county magistrate to return to the provincial court to file a complaint. If you can fly back in the time it takes to stick an incense stick, you might be able to save the lives of your fellow villagers. Go quickly, don't delay."

"You boy are not worthy of being consulted! You are so stubborn!" The white-faced county magistrate was so angry at the mocking and contemptuous words that his face turned red. He flicked his sleeves and almost cursed out loud.

He was about to say the word, but after thinking it over, he began to feel a little apprehensive, and finally he closed his mouth without saying another word.

Even the true cultivators who had established their foundation did not dare to say anything, let alone the two minor cultivators, the Chief Clerk and the County Lieutenant.

What the white-faced county magistrate said was actually true. These unscrupulous people in the field have support, and they have close ties with many senior officials in the provincial court.

But the reason why Master Kang is trying to pacify the land and suppress the evil cultivators right now is not to make room for these people coming from the capital.

If Kang Dabao were to be wary of and ignore these small families that couldn't even build a foundation, then his hard work would be in vain and the result would be nothing.

It's nothing more than a new group of people who cruelly oppress the people. I don't know when Ping and Jin counties will be truly clean again.

Kang Dabao had thought these things through long ago. The words of the white-faced county magistrate could not make him retreat in the slightest. The golden light in his eyes slowly faded away, and his tone became indifferent. He spoke in a stern manner:
"Chopped!"

The market patrolmen who temporarily served as executioners did not hesitate at all after receiving the order.

The knife flashed like snow. The cultivators caught in the spiritual shackles were like the common people under their command. They had no power to resist at all. More than twenty heads rolled to the ground in unison.

Broken flesh and bones flew everywhere, and blood crisscrossed, forming a small stream of dark red on the ground. The color was not bright, but it hurt the eyes of many of the cultivators present.

Most of them are family forces that came from the capital in the past two or three years. They used to be very humble in their hometown, but after coming to the remote and poor Yunjiaozhou, they all started to think about becoming the tyrant of the south.

They had not listened to Kang Dabao's brief admonition beforehand, and they thought that even if they had gone too far, they could still get the white-faced county magistrate, who was already well-off with filial piety, to mediate.

But he didn't expect that the white-faced county magistrate had no face at all in front of the great county magistrate Kang, who chopped him down without even thinking or reporting it.

The hearts of all the cultivators present were instantly startled, and many of them immediately felt extremely fortunate.

There are far more families who want to kill Jun Zheng than just these few families, and there are more families who succeeded than just these few families. But after seeing these heads today, I think everyone should know how to restrain themselves in the future.

The official boots, which were already cracked, stepped heavily on the blood stream, splashing blood onto the ground. The sound was barely audible, but it was deafening to all the cultivators present.

"The bodies were buried in the official fields of the county temple, and the heads were hung on the city gates. The three families had someone sell them for spiritual stones, regardless of the purpose."

Objectively speaking, this method is too brutal.

As soon as he finished speaking, Kang Dabao could see that many people in the field were already feeling grief-stricken over the loss of a rabbit, but his next words greatly changed the impression of the cultivators present on him.

"The three families' properties should be confiscated as soon as possible, and all the spiritual lands should be collected and distributed to the meritorious officials. The county's grain reserves should also not be kept, and they should be converted into spiritual stones and distributed to each family according to the regulations."

"As long as there are spirit stones to be obtained, why should we care whether other families live or die?" The heads of the families present immediately thought.

The white-faced county magistrate watched coldly from the side without saying a word.

He could see clearly that the reason why Kang Dabao was able to control the overall situation so quickly was not because of his clever tactics. This was nothing more than using one faction to attack another, a tactic that had long been used to death.

But no matter how ordinary the prescription is, it is good as long as it can cure the disease.

These families in Pingrong County are shameless, only interested in immediate petty gains, and have no sense of the overall situation. It is not surprising that they were controlled by Kang Dabao with such superficial means.

There was some resentment in the white-faced county magistrate's eyes. Kang Dabao saw it clearly, but he was too lazy to care.

All he wanted now was to do the task at hand well. Although this pale-faced county magistrate was also a fellow villager of Sima Fei, his family was not of high status and he could hardly be considered a poor man in the capital.

Kang Dabao felt that he was much more valuable than this person in Fei Sima's eyes, so he didn't need to be afraid of him. If he dared to cause trouble again, as long as he could get real evidence, he would kill him on the spot.

No matter how bad his horse bones were, in the eyes of the officials in the state court, they were still much better than this kind of stuff.

Although it was only a few years since the founding of the Kang Sect, many of the founding true practitioners had died. In his eyes, the white-faced county magistrate in front of him was not much more capable than those dead souls.

"Your Excellency, the rebellious villain has been executed, and it is time to reward him and give him compensation." The new county lieutenant who took over Kang Dabao's position came out timidly to smooth things over. After the former promised, the county lieutenant took out the spiritual silk and sang loudly.

"Qiaogong Fort"

Perhaps because of Kang Dabao's gaze, the county lieutenant became a little nervous and read faster and faster.

The moods of the practitioners in the field also became more and more relaxed.

There are few stupid people who can be the head of a family. They can tell from the reward reports that the reward amount promised by Master Kang before is not different, and they can't help but feel happy.

The four words "keep your word" are simple to say and sound ordinary, but few people in a high position can do it.

As soon as the county lieutenant on the stage finished singing and distributed the food and rewards he had mentioned in full, Master Kang grabbed his seat and drove him off the stage.

Then he bowed and saluted: "In this campaign, we wiped out 107 evil bandits and captured and killed more than 500 people. In more than a month, we will be able to clear up the county and the countryside. This is all thanks to the concerted efforts of all of you fellows. You have made great contributions and have worked very hard!"

Many people in the field felt that these nice words were too harsh, and cursed in their hearts: "Now I know that you have worked hard, why can you do it so quickly? It's because you, Kang, pushed too hard!"

But no matter how dissatisfied you are, you still have to keep up appearances, so as to avoid being remembered by some petty-minded person.

Since the rise of Chongming Zong, the families in Pingrong County have had many dealings with Kang Dabao. Few people don't know that he is a dog-faced person who can change his mind at any time. As soon as they saw Kang Dabao's behavior, all the cultivators present couldn't help but look stern, and they were nervous in their hearts, trying to remain calm.

How many people dared to accept this gift from a true foundation-building cultivator? After a moment of panic, the obedient one in the crowd took the lead, and the other cultivators followed suit and returned the gift: "It's all thanks to the county lord's planning and planning." The scene was well done, and the head of the Kang family was no longer bothered to play along with the others. With a touch of the storage bag, the previous map swelled up with the wind and spread out in the air.

What is different from a month ago is that most of the densely packed evil revisionist markings on the map have been erased.

After all, there are always some cases where news of the bandits is received too quickly and they are able to flee far away in time. For a while, Master Kang has no energy to take care of them. He just marks them on the map, thinking of checking them from time to time in the future.

"Thanks to your dedication, most of the evil cultivators in the county have been annihilated, but if we want long-term peace and stability, we still need to clean up the snow in front of our own doors."

As soon as the leader of Kangda gave a change of command, the thick lines on the map that demarcated the territories of each family became wider and flashed with fluorescent light.

"This is a rough map that I have drawn up based on the existing spheres of influence of each family. Although there was a tacit understanding among the families in the past, there were inevitably times when it was unclear. Today, the leaders of each family are here, and this will be the final version from now on."

As soon as these words were spoken, the venue became noisy.

Kang Dabao said nothing. He knew why the quarrels broke out, but he didn't care. He whispered, "Shut up."

The huge noise in the field was quickly suppressed by these two words. The heads of each family were angry and showed it on their faces. However, the head of Kangda just said calmly: "Even if there are mistakes, this is the standard."

As soon as these words were spoken, the discussion in the room became even louder.

Kang Dabao knew why, but he couldn't do anything.

If we want to settle these land disputes among the various families, it may take another half century to complete. Master Kang does not have that much energy now. It would be better for him to make a decision on his own for once, which can save a lot of trouble.

"If I can't even suppress this little bit of controversy, then wouldn't it be a waste of time to build this Jade Leaf Dao Foundation?!"

This stream of complaints did not last long before it was extinguished by Kang Dabao's pair of shining golden eyes.

There was no way. The two foundation-building forces at Hemudao and Qiaogongbao had obviously been fed. Mo Wen and Li Mingyuan had been standing still since the beginning of the meeting, and were reluctant to utter even a syllable.

With just these Qi-cultivating forces, they can speak loudly at this time and place only by relying on the law that the masses cannot be held responsible.

The head of the Kang sect really dared to kill people. The blood of the twenty or thirty headless corpses whose heads had just been chopped off had not yet been completely drained. Who would not be afraid?!
After a moment of silence, Mo Wen was the first to step out and said, "Order from the Master of Qiaogong Castle."

It would be good if someone took the lead. The heads of each family answered one after another:
"The order of the Hemu Daozun."

"The Lu family's command."

With the crisp response from Lu Yunniang, who was at the end of the list, the map of Pingrong County drawn by Kang Dabao based solely on his personal impression was finalized.

This was obviously just an appetizer. Kang Dabao flew into the air, pointed at the huge map and said:
"There are still things that you need to do. First, no matter how many crimes you committed, the past will not be investigated. From now on, each family must do a good job of protecting the country and the people. If there are any evil cultivators who harm the people or bandits who abuse the people again, I will investigate and hold them accountable; if there are any families who collude with the evil cultivators and bandits again and conceal the truth, I will confiscate their property and exterminate their clan!"

"Wow" for a moment, I don't know how many people were nervous.

Historians like those of that time could all be called such, but in order to avoid attracting so much attention, they also kept ghost horse owls to make money outside.

This is even more true for those families present who appear clean on the surface but are actually harboring filth. The various evil cultivators and large numbers of bandits wiped out in this battle were actually just the vicious dogs they kept outside.

I thought it wouldn't be long before I could go back to my old ways and resume my old business, but who would have thought that Mr. Kang would do this.

This was just one of the reasons! Most of the people in the venue were full of complaints and were worried.

"Secondly, the people in the jurisdiction cannot be left to their own devices. They must be carefully guarded and encouraged to reproduce according to certain rules. The county chief clerk must urge the household to send clerks to perform annually. The heads of the three households with the lowest population growth must serve in the county temple for one year."

"You still want to meddle in other people's business?!" This is someone who finds troublesome.

"That's fine. Who knows, there may be more fairy seedlings in the future." This is a person with ideas.

The discussion in the field started again, but Kang Dabao ignored it and said loudly: "Third, on the fifteenth day of September every year, each family must send new immortal seedlings other than those of their own surname or bloodline to Xiaohuan Mountain for selection by Chongming Sect."

"Well, the good seedlings have to be picked." Many people who had just had some ideas lost interest in an instant, and could not help but say: "You still care about mortals, and even pick fairy seedlings for your family, what a joke!"

"If any of the immortal seedlings brought by each family are selected, Chongming Sect will pay spiritual stones as compensation."

"Mr. Kang is worthy of being my parent. He is truly kind-hearted!" The broken jar was mended in an instant.

"Fourthly, all spiritual fields, mineral veins and other products of each family must first be reported to the county temple for inspection and taxation. Those who open or mine privately will be held accountable."

"He hit a target! Fuck!" Someone was so anxious that he almost cursed out loud, but he heard the head of the Kang family say again: "From now on, all the usual rules and customs will be exempted. The county temple will only set taxes based on the family's wealth, and from now on, no miscellaneous taxes will be levied forever."

If "this" can really be done, it would be a good thing.

“Fifth, from now on, each family is not allowed to attack without authorization, so as to avoid tragedies that would harm innocent people.” Master Kang said halfway through his words and looked at several ambitious people who had been paying attention to him beforehand.

After seeing that they were all lowering their heads and looking obedient in the crowd, without any arrogance, he continued, "If there is a dispute, you must first report it to the county temple, and the county lieutenant will send an official to act as a middleman, and then you can fight in formation to determine the winner. If you dare to fight privately, your entire clan will be exiled."

This was a matter that was difficult to distinguish between good and bad. The cultivators in the field had not yet reached a conclusion, and their opinions were mixed. As a result, it was difficult for the voices of opposition to arise. After the head of the Kang sect made the final decision, the other sects had no choice but to bow their heads and obey.

After Kang Dabao finished speaking these five points, Han Wo, the head of Hemu Dao standing in the crowd, felt extremely complicated.

"From now on, Pingrong County will really become a place where the county temple and Chongming Sect dominate. No, no, no, to be honest, this huge Pingrong County is simply the private property of the Kang family! Even my family and Qiaogong Fort will have a hard time sharing any of the profits from now on!"

He was not the only one with complicated emotions. The pale-faced county magistrate who had been waiting to see Master Kang make a fool of himself also had mixed feelings.

"Turning your hand to make clouds and turning it back to make rain, what a great trick!"

Even when the Immortal Dynasty was at its peak, it did not force the various forces under its jurisdiction to look after the common people. It was rare and precious that this Kang had such a thought!
The white-faced county magistrate is no fool. He can see clearly that if these five points can be implemented now, within half a century, all the cultivators in Pingrong County will be controlled by Master Kang through his dual identities as Master Chongming and Magistrate of Pingrong County.

This is a bit scary. Although the Yue family has been in charge of Hancheng for hundreds of years, they may not have such control over the forces under their jurisdiction.

The pale-faced county magistrate cast his eyes on Li Mingyuan and Mo Wen, two foundation-building people, and thought to himself, "These two are really cowardly. Why don't they dare to fight with the guy named Kang?!"

"Gui County Magistrate?!" The County Magistrate, who was daydreaming, suddenly came to his senses. Before he could answer, he heard the head of the Kang family say, "The county has been peaceful since then. The County Magistrate is so talented, it's not good to waste your time. Please return to the state court. I will report to the two governments and I will definitely use him."

"Then let me go?!"

Gui County Magistrate really didn't want to stay. He couldn't win the fight anyway, so there was no point in staying. But he didn't want to be driven back in such a humiliating way.

But looking around, even the two colleagues who were in the same boat with him were forced to shrink their heads due to the pressure from Kang Dabao. If both of them were like this, others would not have the courage to speak up for him, the county magistrate Gui.

He was decisive and did not hesitate at all. He admitted defeat and bowed to the emperor, saying, "Your Excellency is so kind and magnanimous. How dare I disobey your orders?"

Seeing that County Magistrate Gui was so obedient and sensible, Sect Leader Kang gave up the idea of ​​trying to persuade him manually. It is always a good thing if he can avoid taking action.

"Now that the war is over, Jin County is poor and weak. From now on, we only need to send people to search for the horses according to the map. There is no need to spend so much time and effort. Finally, I can have children and practice in seclusion in peace!"

Sect Leader Kang thought to himself, "I need to get rid of worldly affairs as soon as possible. There is still a good fortune waiting for me from Master Hei Lu."

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